A couple years after I moved to New Jersey my best friend from elementary school, Danica, was out in Long Island visiting her relatives. I went to see her and I remember talking to her mom. She said, "you can transplant anyone into California, but you can't take a Californian out, they miss it too much." In all my 6th grade wisdom I think I said, "okay, can I have some ice cream now?" It always stuck with me because I thought that was silly. In 6th grade all I really needed to be happy was a couple friends and a cute boy to write about in my journal- and you can get that anywhere, I knew I would be different from my mom. I would love being anywhere...

Fast forward about 15 years and here I am living in New York City, one of the coolest cities in the world, and that statement echos in my ears constantly. I think what it causing the problem is the weather. Weather in California is pretty much perfect. It's not too humid, if it does get cold it's for about 3 days out of the year and unless you live in the San Fernando Valley, it rarely peaks 85 on a hot summer day. It's heaven. Whereas in New York it's been brutally cold (14 degrees not including wind chill), slushy, rainy and altogether icky for the last few months. I thought maybe spring had come because yesterday it was 60 and sunny and beautiful, but looking at the weather I don't think I'll be that lucky.




 So maybe it's that you can take the girl out of California, she will just miss the weather terribly.

In other (semi) exciting McCombs news, after getting an ID badge where my hair is BRIGHT yellow, I decided maybe it's time to tone down the platinum blonde a bit... I don't know if you can tell, but it's a lot darker... and somewhat close to my natural color... I'm not really sure how I feel about it.. and no I'm not fishing for a compliment. Just saying...